That night, because of Sabrina’s insistence, her parents stayed over at the house.
Early the next morning, as soon as she awoke, she heard faint, lodious music coming from outside the window.
She hurried to get up, pulled open the curtains and looked down, seeing Zara practicing the harmonica in the yard.
Next to her stood her parents.
At that mont, Zara seed to have just finished a piece, and the two elders applauded enthusiastically.
Galina Young did not forget to praise warmly, "Our little darling is so amazing! She can actually play the harmonica, and so fluently, it sounds wonderful!"
Charles Hayes echoed, "Grandpa also likes it a lot. Zara, you’re aweso!"
Little Zara had grown much closer to her grandparents, and being praised now, she smiled with such sweet joy.
The morning sunlight spilled down, painting the scene in front of her with extraordinary warmth.
The dark clouds that had accumulated in Sabrina’s heart overnight dissipated considerably in an instant.
She quickly returned to her room to freshen up and then went downstairs to join the three of them for breakfast.
As for Jordan Hawthorne, he had left ho early in the morning, clearly with no intention of having a al with the two elders.
Sabrina didn’t mind either.
Later, after breakfast, she prepared to take Zara to school.
Today was the little one’s first day of class. Since she had already familiarized herself with the environnt beforehand, Sabrina wasn’t too worried.
In contrast, her parents, who had been teachers for decades, were particularly nervous!
On the way there, Galina Young remarked, "I rember your first day at school when you were little. We were so worried about you not adapting to the environnt. Unexpectedly, so many years later, we have to experience this again... Can our Zara really do it?"
Charles Hayes was equally concerned, "Is that school reliable? Can they really guide Zara’s recovery? What’s the teacher like? And the kids there, will they get along well?"
A string of questions ca forth, and he couldn’t help but lant, "When you went to school as a child, you cried for a whole week. You’d co back each day with swollen eyes, and it broke my heart... Will our darling Zara be like you?"
Sabrina, seeing her parents’ worried expressions, quickly responded, "The school is great. Both Tessa and I have investigated it. As for the teacher, he’s quite nice... I ntioned last night, Zara’s change is thanks to eting an excellent psychologist. This school was recomnded by that person, and it is trustworthy!
As for the kids there, like Zara, they have psychological challenges, but they’re all very well-behaved... A few days ago, I specifically took her to interact with them, and she adapted well."
"Is that so?"
The two elders, after hearing this, finally felt sowhat reassured.
Sabrina reassured them, "There won’t be any issues!"
Though she said this, later when she handed Zara over to Dylan Quinlan, a belated worry inevitably erged.
Zara had never been away from her, heading alone into an unfamiliar environnt.
In the previous days, with her company, the little one adapted well.
What if she withdrew today when Sabrina wasn’t there?
Thinking of this, Sabrina couldn’t help but start rambling, "Teacher, Zara is a bit slow to adapt to new environnts. If she can’t find the restroom, please guide her! And when she eats, she might unknowingly imrse herself in her own world, leading to hunger or thirst, so please pay extra attention. And she..."
Sabrina said a lot in one breath, her delicate face showing rare anxiety.
Dylan Quinlan didn’t find her verbose, but listened with great patience.
He understood parental concerns deeply and showed absolute respect.
After Sabrina finished, he gently began, "Miss Nash, rest assured, the things you ntioned will all be taken care of by the teacher. With extensive teaching experience, nothing will be overlooked, so trust to look after Zara!"
He laughed slightly, "Besides, she was personally entrusted to by Wesley, so I certainly won’t be negligent."
Sabrina paused, "Are you referring to... Mr. Fitzgerald?"
"Who else could it be?"
Dylan Quinlan responded playfully, then glanced at his watch and said, "Class is about to start. If there’s nothing else, I will take Zara inside."
Hearing this, Sabrina didn’t stop him.
She quickly said goodbye to Zara.
Little Zara seed to trust Dylan Quinlan a lot, obediently waved her little hand to her mommy, and then followed him away.
Watching the small figure growing more distant, Sabrina felt a sense of reluctance but also comfort.
Her little darling had beco brave, showing no signs of retreat.
As a mother, she too must learn to let go, allowing her to grow step by step!
Only in this way might she have a chance to recover in the future.
The two elders beside her were equally reluctant, their eyes reddening even though Zara could no longer see them—they were unwilling to leave.
Sabrina, knowing they couldn’t rest easy, boldly sent a ssage to Dylan Quinlan, "Mr. Quinlan, may we stay and quietly observe Zara’s situation? I promise we won’t be discovered and won’t disrupt your teaching or the other children."
Dylan Quinlan replied very swiftly, "Of course!"
Sabrina continuously thanked him, feeling that Mr. Quinlan was truly a good person.
And Mr. Fitzgerald too!
Both gentle and capable—no wonder the two were good friends!
Later, Sabrina and her parents stayed outside, secretly observing Zara’s situation.
The panic and fear they anticipated in the little one didn’t appear.
On the contrary, the little girl adapted quickly to her environnt, showing an interest in exploring new things. Even her interactions with the kids, initially timid, beca familiar.
Of course, this was also thanks to Dylan Quinlan’s hands-on guidance.
In the blink of an eye, the morning passed, with Zara neither crying nor making a fuss to find mommy.
Sabrina was completely relieved, and finally left with her parents.
When they left school, it coincided with lunchti.
Since the elders rarely visited, Sabrina took them to a private restaurant with Veridia’s special cuisine.
On the way, Galina Young couldn’t help but ask, "Is Jordan really that busy with work? So much so, that he didn’t co for Zara’s first day of school, which is so important?"
Charles Hayes, having had so criticisms of Jordan’s behavior last night, also asked, "He used to pay little attention to Zara because of work, but this ti, as it’s for her treatnt, why is he still so uninterested?
Not even a call from anyone in the Hawthorne Family to inquire—is it that they don’t care about our Zara at all?"
Hearing these words, Sabrina couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the steering wheel.
She said, with difficulty, "No, don’t overthink it..."
"Is that really not the case?"
Charles Hayes was quite unhappy, "Yes, I know their family is big and busy, and we understand that! But surely, no matter how busy, he could spare a little ti for the child, right?
Zara now is at the age when she needs the company of her parents. You’re taking care of everything in the house—what exactly is he doing as a father? Can’t he see your hard work and thin body?"
Speaking of this, Charles Hayes couldn’t help but feel sorry.
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